["The Bells of New York City" - Josh Groban]
While I wouldn't go so far as to say the memories make me unravel, the fact is that this is the time of the year when there are lots of flashbacks. Time to do some smiling, chuckling, crying, and aching a little again.
7 years can make a baseball cap in the back of the car fade, but the memories remain undiminished.
Here's to the greatest fairy tale ever lived and recalling the ending that was all too fitting.
And here's to the hope that someday my own love will be a tale my children and grandchildren cherish remembering, too.
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